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[Feb. 14th, 2008|07:46 pm] |
Who: Peter and whoever
When: Lunchtime and afternoon of the 15th
Where: Various places, ending on the streets around bars, and in bars, most likely
What: Peter is in a mood after hearing about Star's kidnapping
He hadn't thought anything of it when Star didn't return his well-wishes call on Valentine's Day. Or rather, he had: he'd expected her to be out with her Raven-boy, or to have other plans. It was what she did, after all. He'd been a little - unnerved? - concerned, when her voicemail didn't seem to be working, but he pushed the niggling sense of unease down. Chalked it up to jealousy, really, and why not? It was a relative constant in his life, ever since fate had thrown them back together in the bookstore that day.
So it took until he read the paper on his way to work Friday morning for his hands to start shaking. Stars in her eyes, he remembered, and clenched the paper until it ripped. Peter's dress shoes clicked on the floors at Langley, ignoring the looks from the guards as he swiped his pass through the gates. He stalked the length of the halls to his office and put in a request for several files: the Mathesons, Seth Mallory, and Star - under the nominal guise of suspected terrorist activity. He didn't think he'd fooled his immediate boss, but he was ahead of schedule on the latest batch of analyses, and he intended to finish the latest batch. There was a late morning meeting to summarize his findings, and then he would head out.
His stomach churned as he stared into Star's entryway. Blood, possibly not hers. He'd had to flash his ID to get anywhere, but that had been expected. He made it clear that he didn't intend to take over the investigation unless it turned out to fall under his jurisdiction. Playing nice with the Metro made it more likely someone would let something slip.
Strangely enough, he wasn't so sure of his initial instinct after walking through her apartment. This didn't look personal, and Seth would be very personal with his former wife. Plus, he thought, Star probably would have gone with Seth willingly at first. And he was doubtful of David's motives. Which left Jonah Matheson, which certainly didn't make much sense... hold that thought. Peter flipped open his cell phone and grabbed the online copy of the Post. Senator Jonah Matheson In Hospital; Assailants Unknown.
Interesting.
Still furious, but his mind working now, Peter turned up his collar and paced through downtown D.C., considering where to stop and start drinking. Considering whether or not he should ask for a trace on Star's cell phone. Considering if he knew anyone - anyone at all - who could track her by more mystical means.
There was also a not-so-little corner of his brain that was planning just what he would do to whoever had done this. When he found them. After he made sure Star was safe. And that was another interesting thought: why hadn't Ishtar come forward and taken control of things yet? This would be a convenient time for it - which meant, of course, that it wouldn't happen. Maybe she was too drugged. Or unconscious. He wasn't letting himself think anything else. She would come back alive.
She would. |
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[Feb. 14th, 2008|09:57 pm] |
Who: Seth and Caitlin (and Paul?)
Where: GWU Hospital
When: Sometime during the day after Bastet talks to Seth about Star
Seth was still out for blood. But he was...not quite so far gone as he might have been. Thanks to Bastet. The difficulty in finding his particular target was simply that he knew the hospital staff was unlikely to just tell him where a Senator was being treated. Nor could he spend too much time just walking around and looking in on people. One: he'd get bored really quickly and end up taking it out on someone in his path. Two: he'd be noticed and likely someone would try to stop him. That wouldn't end well on either side.
These weren't things Seth was actively thinking about, they were just things he knew. Of course, something else that he knew was this hospital. He'd been to it often enough. So he had a reasonably good idea of where to find the good senator. Only...on the way there he caught a familiar scent. Anubis. Not that that was a surprise but...
...well, it was just really hard for Seth to resist antagonizing the jackal.
Imagine his surprise when he turns around and instead sees Caitlin. |
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